North American Detective: I Am Proficient In All Kinds of American IAI

"the second time!"

"This is the second time something like this has happened in Los Angeles!"

"In just two months, we lost an elder and a specially appointed director!"

"We must retaliate!"

at the table.

Multiplayer network communication.

Mechanical sounds mixed together in the small secret room.

Looking at the handsome face on the computer with a pair of dark brown eyes, he hesitated for a moment, and finally shook his head, pressed the button on the table, and made his own voice:

"Shut up!"

"All activities in Los Angeles are temporarily suspended, and I will deal with this matter!"

He seems to have a very special position among these people.

Even though they were reluctant, the avatars representing the communications were dimmed for the sake of face.

This meant that they agreed to the man's proposal.

"Oh~"

A faint sigh echoed in the secret room.

The man clicked the mouse, swipe across the handsome man's photo, and finally fixed on a pale mask, solidified for a long time, and finally sent a command through an encrypted channel:

[Target No. 1: Code-named Gentleman, between 180-195 in height, strong and powerful, average marksmanship, cautious personality, suspected to be a veteran, has contact with Brown Hagen, may be related to the exposure of the pension apartment, verify possible candidates as soon as possible ! 】

Send the command.

The man clicked back to the previous photo, and for an unknown number of times, he carefully browsed through the personal information in the photo, and finally stopped at the other party's room opening record.

Through the organization's large peripheral personnel.

He easily got the details of what happened in the Los Angeles retirement apartment.

The person in the photo not only fits the masked man who broke into Brown Hagen's residence, but also killed the former Thirteenth Elder Butcher.

Although this was originally the butcher's own expansion, he actively participated in the game.

But it cannot be denied.

In the photo, this young man named Dean slapped their organization in the face.

if not

Think of something unpleasant.

The man snorted coldly, and finally picked up the satellite phone on the table.

"Owner?"

"Go to the Goat Hotel and make sure that the customer in 201 is in the room now!"

"Call you back in half an hour!"

The man calculated the distance between Brown Hagen Manor and the small hotel, and agreed.

The phone hangs up.

The man hid his body in the shadows, lit a cigarette, and as the red dot flickered on and off, his thoughts fluttered, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Boom~

On the deserted highway.

A tattered pickup truck, the motor roared almost squeezed to the limit.

Under the stimulation of his adrenal glands, Dean couldn't help screaming.

I was a little worried before.

Under the stimulation of this speed and passion, it has long since disappeared.

under a strong nervous response.

Even cranking this used car up to the limit.

For Dean, it can also be easily grasped.

So although his driving skills are only ordinary L2, with the blessing of physical talent, even some old drivers would not dare to be as crazy as he is now.

Originally, it took at least 40 minutes by car, but it was finished in just over 20 minutes.

Back to the city.

Dean slowed down.

This car is definitely not available.

It is also simple to handle.

Right next to the strip bar.

There will be kind people to help take it away.

But just to be on the safe side.

Dean picked up a sharp cone on the car and damaged four tires one by one before he opened the door wide, turned and walked towards the rental house.

The car can be given, but the tires must be changed!

Get dressed quickly.

Dean picked up the tape recorder beside him and quickly rewound the tape.

Next to the tape recorder, there was a mobile phone on hold.

Precisely.

In his hotel room, he also hid a mobile phone that was on call, and made some inconspicuous little tricks.

In this way, whether someone knocks on the door or sneaks in, you can find it yourself.

From the beginning to close to the present time.

Except for the slight electronic noise.

Dean saw nothing unusual.

He breathed a sigh of relief.

It seems that no one came to bother me tonight and found that I was not there.

otherwise

at this time.

"Boom boom boom~"

A faint knock sounded from the tape recorder.

There was also a drunken female voice: "FKYOU, open the door, Tom, you bastard, open the door!"

After that, there was noise and abuse.

It seemed that the people around were awakened by the woman's noise.

Dean checked the time.

I found out that it happened before I entered the rental house!

Fuck!

He quickly changed his clothes, hid his weapon, then picked up the strong perfume and wine watering can, sprayed it on himself, and rushed out.

When Dean climbed back to the room along the wall.

The noise outside the door is still there.

He rubbed his eyes fiercely, brewing his emotions for a while, then opened the door, and said viciously: "You don't sleep, do you want to try Lao Tzu's fist?"

"FK!"

A man who looked a lot stronger than Dean was about to lure the screaming woman back to his room, but was interrupted by Dean and punched her directly.

Dean pulled along with his fist, and at the same time stretched out his legs and tucked into the man's ankle joints, bringing him down to the ground, and took the opportunity to pin him to the ground.

This is the technique of Krav Maga.

Press the man.

Dean opened his big bloodshot eyes: "I hate people disturbing my rest, if there is such a thing, I guarantee you will regret it!"

The man wanted to be stubborn.

But I felt something cold and hard against my waist, my heart skipped a beat, and I begged for mercy: "I'm sorry, I was woken up by that woman too, I'm in a bad mood, I'm sorry."

Look in the direction the man is pointing.

A petite blond-haired blue-eyed cow, smelling of alcohol, was muttering something like Tom, bastard, and seemed quite drunk.

Dean cursed in his heart, got up and let the man go, walked to the woman, supported her, and was ready to take her back to his room to rest.

It's next to a strip bar.

The people who come and go are all carnivorous men and women.

This woman is tall and well-proportioned, which can even arouse some impulsive people with special hobbies

Being robbed is nothing.

If you get sick, it will be really miserable.

He is different.

People are kind.

The body is also very healthy!

How do you know.

As soon as the hand touched the woman.

Dean saw something was wrong right away.

This girl, her muscles tensed up for a moment!

Reminiscent of her being the first to knock on her door just now.

Dean's eyes turned cold, and he directly picked up the woman, and under the envious eyes of the man next to him, he took her back to the room and closed the door tightly!

"FK, you little boy, if you didn't bring a gun today, you must look good!" The man who had suffered a loss returned bitterly.

Back to the room.

Feeling the woman's hot breath on his back.

Dean said with a smile: "I'm lucky, I slept well, and a woman sent me up."

Huh~

The woman's drunken whisper paused slightly, and her breathing became more rapid.

next moment.

A sense of weightlessness came.

She was thrown onto the bed.

It's over!

The woman had a premonition of what was going to happen next!

Oh~

She hurriedly uttered a coquettish cry, pretending to be dazed and awake, looked around, and looked at Dean who had already taken off her pajamas stupidly, and then she curled up on the bed and screamed: "Who are you! What are you going to do? Don't come here! If you come again, I will call you!"

"What?" Dean was full of doubts: "Didn't you say that I am your Tom?"

"Huh?" The woman looked at the sincere Dean and wondered if she really said such words when she was pretending to be drunk.

next moment.

Dean had already jumped up and pinned her down.

Woo~

Tear a few times.

it is more than words.

After more than an hour.

Clutching her tattered clothes, the woman limped out of the hotel, took out her cell phone in fear, and called.

quite a while.

There came an electronic voice: "Barbie, you let me down."

The woman's face was pale, and she explained in a panic: "I want to report the situation, but"

"No need.", there was a sneer: "You yelled so loudly, I heard it downstairs, well, Barbie, needless to say, I have already passed the result back.

Do it yourself.

I hope you will not appear on the purification list one day! "

beep beep

Without waiting for the woman to explain, the phone has been hung up.

"FK!"

The woman smashed her mobile phone to the ground in anger and horror, but it attracted the attention of two drug addicts who were dawdling on the ground at the corner.

The night wind is cold.

The woman quickly folded her hands on her chest to hide the spring light inside, picked up her mobile phone, ran to a car on the street, and left here.

After a while.

Dean stepped out of the shadows and returned to the hotel.

This woman is actually from the Lucifer Game Organization!

He remembered.

Brownhagen's chamber setup does look like he's recording, or live-streaming, some gory dissection videos.

If I remember correctly.

At that time, Brown Hagen was surrounded by a woman in a suit who was killed by stray bullets without saying a word.

So Brownhagen is also related to the Lucifer Game Organization?

But why did they find themselves?

Dean paused as he went upstairs.

Although he killed Bill, if he wanted revenge, he would have done so long ago.

So it should have nothing to do with what happened before.

Then there is only one truth.

The member of the Lucifer Game Organization, who suspects the masked man, is himself!

The face can be covered.

But the height and so on, in the battle, it is not easy to hide.

Because it is easy to ask for a dead end.

Here comes the problem.

It is not uncommon for people of his height. As soon as Brown Hagen died, the other party immediately came to the small hotel to test whether he was in the room.

Explain that there are other factors.

Thinking of the only connection between himself and Brown Hagen, it was Mrs. Hass' pension apartment.

If you think about it this way

The reason why Brown Hagen intervened in Mrs. Haas's 'business', and carried it forward, and drained those old people to the bone marrow, is probably also due to the intervention of the Lucifer Game Organization.

The people of Lucifer Game Organization are paying attention to these things!

So when Brown Hagen dies.

I had already participated in it, and my body shape matched me, so I was naturally regarded as the first object of suspicion.

"It's a good thing I didn't use a pistol this time, and the speed of the drag racing is not bad." Dean smiled on his face: "This not only clears the suspicion, but also earns a skill for nothing!"

After a fight with that woman.

Not only was he kind, but a skill he had accumulated for a long time was also upgraded again:

[Proficient level 'communication':

After years of hard practice and reflection, you are proficient in everything, enough to make iron trees bloom and rocks to spring water.

You are more sensitive to the health of the opposite sex.

You can accurately discern the real reaction of a woman without asking her ki mo ji]

"This skill is really good."

Dean is still a little proud of this.

After all, this is the top level he has really promoted to by relying on his own hard work and talent!

"Think that girl left early, otherwise hum!"

Dean snorted coldly, walked into the bathroom with an invincible loneliness, and washed away the traces of battle left on his body.

After taking a shower.

He took a deep breath, came to the mirror, and said silently in his heart:

panel!

【Detective panel】

Character: Dean

Level: 12 (1000/2200)

Spirit: 11

Strength: 13

Speed: 15 (limit)

Stamina: 9

Skills: Pistol Mastery, Ancient Muay Thai (L3), Torture (L2), Blowing Needle (L2), slightly (click to open).

Attribute Points: 3

Skill Points: 5

Completed cases: 10, details are omitted.

Looking at such a luxurious panel property for the first time.

Dean covered his mouth and laughed.

Protagonist: Gagaga~

Thanks for the reward:

Thanks to the "Brilliant Night" book friend for the reward of 3,000 book coins, thank you boss!

Dean: "Thank you for the reward of 30,000 book coins from the book friends of 'Selling Wine and Waiting for You to Return', thank you boss!"

Dean: "Thank you for the reward of five hundred book coins from the 'Glory of the Night' book friend, thank you boss!"

Thanks to the book friends of "Flying Over Optimism" for their rewards, and thanks to the boss!